Every time Ying Yi said something, Li Guo's face turned bluer, and later he started to laugh.

It is probably because I know that there is no hope for life, so I let it go.

He laughed and said, "If you kill me, I, Li Guo, have killed many people along the way? Men, women, young and old, no one can kill."

"Okay." Ying Yi gritted his teeth: "A beast is a beast."

He sneered: "It's not easy to die if you fall into my hands. Killing you with one knife will make you cheaper. A beast like you will not be enough to cut you into pieces by cutting a thousand knives!"

He threw Li Guo aside and his eyes fell on Mr. Hu.

"It's true that it's an alien, and there are some tricks." Ying Yi's eyes were cold: "If I hadn't had some skills, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get it in front of you."

Although Mr. Hu's face was pale, his expression was quite peaceful.

Hearing this, he sighed, "You are not an ordinary person. I told you how Li Guo made enemies with you, it turned out to be here. In the end, I underestimated your ability. In the end, I lacked my practice, otherwise you and I should be in a different place."

Ying Yi laughed and said, "I won't talk nonsense to you. I'll ask you a few questions, and you can answer them, and I'll give you a good time. If you can't answer them, haha..."

Mr. Hu's expression changed slightly and said, "I have Taoism that can help you."

Ying Yi sneered: "You are just Taoist techniques, but it seems that you are just a side-minded person. I will use a little trick to make you end up like this. What's the use of you? Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you and answer."

Mr. Hu shouted: "I can refine corpses, but I can't get through the sword and gun, and I can kill all over the place."

“It’s useless.”

"I can refine the black energy of the corpse evil spirit, and everything will rot."

"Is it what you use to blow me?" Ying Yi laughed: "I guess it's a bit sharp, but what's the use of the yin and ghosts for me?"

Ying Yi said: "Although you are an alien, know Taoism and can refine corpses, but you can join forces with the thief. How could you be a good person? I ask you, how many people are there in the world like you?"

When Mr. Hu heard this, his eyes turned and he kept silent.

Ying Yi slapped him with a slap in his mouth and vomited blood: "Speak quickly, otherwise don't blame me for humiliating you. There are several septic tanks on the sweet potato field outside the house. I think you may not want to take a shower."

As soon as this said, Mr. Hu's expression changed drastically and he shouted: "How can you humiliate me like this? I, Hu Yi, are full of Taoism, and will not be regarded as a guest of honor wherever I go, you..."

Ying Yi slapped his hand again.

"Forget it." Mr. Hu spitted out blood foam and his face suddenly became harsh: "What do you want to ask, I will tell you. But if you kill me, someone will avenge me."

Ying Yi sneered repeatedly.

Mr. Hu said: "You just want to know the general situation of the world's cultivators. OK, I will tell you. However, I lack practice and have low status, and I don't know much."

"Where did you come from so much nonsense?" Ying Yi raised his hand and wanted to beat him.

Mr. Hu hurriedly said, "There are not many people in the world who practice Taoism. I have practiced for decades and I have seen only two palms. Some people who walk in the world like me, and some people who practice hard in the deep mountains and old forests. There is no distinction between good and evil, but only the right and wrong. As far as I know, there are famous mountains and rivers such as Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, Taihang Mountain, Western Shu Emei Mountain, and Kunlun District Kunlun. There are also bald men who transformed into the Hu sect, and some practitioners."

"Many casual cultivators are passed down from masters and disciples. There are also long-standing inheritances, such as the Tianshi lineage of Longhu Mountain and Quanzhen lineage of Zhongnan Mountain. There are also the northern lands of Huawai, and there are shaman wizards, whose methods are similar to the witchcraft of Miaodi."

After hearing Mr. Hu's words, Ying Yi gradually outlined the general form of another level of this world in his heart.

With Mr. Hu's narration, Ying Yi's understanding became more and more profound.

In general, the Taoist practitioners who were authentic in the mountains and forests were mostly practicing hard. The Taoist lineage is mostly like this. In the past three hundred years since the Ming Dynasty was in power, except for the Longhu Mountain lineage and the Zhang Sanfeng lineage of Wudang Mountain, the rest were ignored by the dynasty.

Nowadays, the Taoist practitioners who are in charge of the authentic tradition ignore it at all. Instead, the left-winged Taoist sects emerge one by one. In Hu Yi's words, it is the Dragon Courtyard.

These side-minded people are mostly among the bandits. After all, the Ming Dynasty was orthodox, and they have always suppressed side-minded people. These people hate them deeply, so they will naturally not contribute to the Ming Dynasty. However, Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain, which are involved in the Ming Dynasty, have few civilized things. Except for the dynasty's great sacrifice, these authentic monks will appear to preside over the presidency, and no other time will be seen.

In general, there are now demons dancing around the land of China, and there are many people who are in trouble. In addition to people like Hu Yi, there are also some organized and disciplined people, such as the White Lotus Sect.

"So, when the Ming Dynasty reached this point, there were no authentic cultivators coming out to help?" Ying Yi asked.

Hu Yi sneered: "Everyone is seeking immortality, how can you care about the world?"

Ying Yi frowned: "Where is the shaman who has transformed into the north?"

Hu Yi sneered and said, "They don't care about these things. Do you think the Ming Dynasty lost repeatedly in Liaodong? Is it really the Tatar army invincible?"

Ying Yi took a deep breath after hearing this.

After a moment of silence, I asked again: "So, who is the most powerful monk today? What are the powerful methods?"

Hu Yi looked at Ying Yi and sneered: "Are you afraid too?"

Ying Yi slapped his hand again.

Hu Yi didn't dare to blow up the thorns anymore and said, "The most powerful one is naturally Master Zhang."

"Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain?" Ying Yi said.

"Who is that old man?" Hu Yi said: "In all dynasties, the heads of Longhu Mountain have been named Tianshi. Do you think it's just a name? If the Zhang family was not powerful, how could they sit steadily?"

Ying Yi couldn't help but agree with it when he heard this.

The title of Tianshi is not something that ordinary people can afford.

It’s like the emperor, there is only one. The same is true for the Heavenly Master.

"What are the powerful methods do Master Zhang Tian have?" Ying Yi asked.

"Longhu Mountain is good at talismans. This generation of celestial masters has heard that they have refined the Four Symbol Spirit Talismans, with high magic power and unpredictable gods and ghosts." Hu Yi said.

"Spiritual Talisman?" Ying Yi asked again.

Hu Yi said: "The Three Mountains Talismans are the first one, with the Tianshi Sect as the leader, Maoshan is second. Talismans are divided into ordinary, magic, spirit, and immortals. The most common talisman can cure diseases and save people, and the magic talisman can retreat and avoid evil spirits. The power of the talisman is unpredictable. I don't know how powerful the talisman is."

Ying Yi felt thoughtful when he heard this.

To put it this way, Master Zhang Tian has refined the talismans to a very high level, and there are few enemies. However, Ying Yi is not worried about this. These authentic cultivators are probably different from those of Hu Yi.

Otherwise, I should have gone down the mountain and selected a bright master and went to the Dragon Courtyard.

He asked, "How many other people are there in the thief camp?"

A hint of resentment flashed in Hu Yi's eyes. He was so angry that he dared to speak out, but was afraid that Ying Yi would humiliate him, so he had to say, "There are three more people, one is a good witchcraft player in Miaodi, one is a ghost practitioner in Beimang Mountain, and the other is a Muslim monk."

"How are these three people better than you?" Ying Yi asked again.

"The difference seems to be." Hu Yi said.
Chapter completed!